A baby's cry
A single sound...
A cry for help
Is a like quiet whisper in the night...
A smile on your face
Do not think you are a big disgrace...
All I ever wanted
Was to see you smile...
Born into the hands
Of an angry father...
Acorns laying scattered around
Conkers a deep rustic brown...
Bad boys, bad boys
What are you going to do...
I have style
I have flair...
My pen is empty
As my words dry up...
I am broken hearted
I fell in love with you...
Can you hear me
Calling for you...
Ever felt like some ones watching you
And yet there's no one there...